All Chapters of I Sent My Manipulative Ex-boyfriend to Jail: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Once we officially became a couple, Edwin took great care of me. He would spend time with me every day, cook meals, and heat water. We would even video chat before sleeping, and he insisted on watching me fall asleep before ending the call.All of this perfectly filled the void left by a lack of affection from my family, and I quickly became dependent on him.He was nearly perfect, except for one flaw. He was somewhat frugal. When we ate, I always ordered one meat dish and two vegetable dishes, while he only got one vegetable dish for himself.I wanted him to order a meat dish as well, but he said it was unnecessary as the portion was enough.Luckily, I couldn't finish so much food, and I would only eat a small portion, giving the rest to him.He rarely bought new clothes. Whenever he saw me buying new clothes, he would advise me to be thrifty and not waste money.He once saw me buying a set of "Lancôme" skincare products. But upon learning the price, he furrowed his brows and asked me

Edwin stuffed the burger bag into my arms and said, "I ran a long way to buy this for you. Go ahead and eat."Even though the paper bag was chilly, I felt warm. I glanced at the woman next to my sickbed, smiling, and asked him, "Why didn't you buy more? Let's eat together."To my surprise, he looked annoyed and said, "What's there to eat? Do you know how much this combo costs? Listen up, this happens only once. Don't indulge in such things frequently. They're expensive and not even that tasty. The meat pies made in my hometown are better and cheaper."My hands paused in opening the package, and I found it hard to believe what I was hearing.With a monthly living allowance of twenty thousand dollars, was I not worthy of a McDonald's meal?Back home, I was always dining at fancy foreign restaurants where a single meal could cost over five hundred dollars.Seeing my change in expression, he quickly added, "I'm not saying you can't eat it. But since you're ill, you shouldn't consume such g

But whenever Edwin came over, he would cook and tidy up the room for me.He criticized me non-stop while doing these things, calling me spoiled, lazy, and unable to take care of myself.However, I found it endearing because I thought it was a demonstration of his love.Since we rented the apartment, there was always a need to buy things for the house, so I would always ask him for money. He didn't refuse in the beginning. But a few days later, his attitude changed."When will you change your lifestyle? Why do you need to buy special things to hang your jewelry instead of just putting them in a box?"Why did you buy expensive toilet paper? In the end, it's just going down the toilet. And you should also be more frugal."What's the use of that tapestry? It's useless even if it's hung up. Can't you live without it? Besides, if you like knitting, I can ask my mom to knit one for you."I too grew displeased. It was not like I couldn't afford these things. Within my means, what was wrong wit

It wasn't until graduation was approaching that my roommate told me that Edwin had told them I looked down on them, the "commoners," and didn't want to interact with them.The situation back then made me feel even more isolated in school, and Edwin became even more adept at controlling me.The semester quickly came to an end. Despite the conflicts, Edwin's care for my daily life made me increasingly dependent on him.The summer vacation arrived quickly. Before leaving, Edwin spent a whole day and night entangled with me in bed. He repeatedly reminded me not to wear revealing clothes when I returned home.In fact, since I met him, my dressing style took a more conservative turn. Even the coolest skirt reached my knees. Amara Moulton, my sister, said I was becoming like a nun.But thinking of Edwin's passionate love, I still felt sweet inside.During the summer vacation, my former classmates organized gatherings, and I was also invited out by high school classmates several times.I used

Considering that I had never cared much about money since I was young, I was inwardly surprised but didn't ask him about it.I was afraid of hurting his male ego.After the start of school, I didn't know how Edwin managed to make the staff make him a day student instead of a boarding student.From then on, we finally started living together like a married couple.The sweetness of cohabitation didn't last long, as I noticed that Edwin was becoming more and more extravagant with his spending.He always asked me to ask my family for more money, saying that we needed a lot to rent the apartment.But my parents had already paid three years' worth of rent upfront, and we had all the necessary appliances and furniture.Apart from utility bills and daily necessities, our expenses were limited to food and clothing.However, even in these two aspects, he spent very little.So, I asked him if his family were in trouble and needed money for an emergency.At first, he hesitated and didn't tell me a